Not a happy endidng

Joana Valencia

Well, like most of you guys know, all fairy tales have a happy ending, right? With their prince and castle and all that. But my story does not have a happy ending, it's just the opposite. By the way, it is a real story, my story. Hope you enjoy it!

It was the beginning of my freshman year-I only knew 3 people by that time-and he was staring at me. I didn't know his name, but I liked the way he was looking at me, because no one had looked at me that was before, I was happy. At the end of class, he came up to me and asked my name. I was shocked, but at the end I gave him my name, phone number, and e-mail. He did the same. After school he did something I did not expect. He was waiting for me at the parking lot and gave me a tight hug, he smelled so good. At that moment nothing mattered to me, not my mom that was staring at me from the car, or my best friend Luis who was frozen in his bike, everything was so perfect, so right. Then, he whispered something that I'll never forget, he said that he liked me and that he had something to tell me, then out of nowhere he kissed me. I was so happy and confused at the same time, but I decided to just kiss him back and forget all the questions that I wanted to ask him. He had to go and told me that he would text me later. I felt like I was floating while my mom was giving me a speech of love and all of that stuff that mothers do.

When I got home I locked myself in the room and thought of the amazing moment he had glued to my heart. In that moment I believed in love at first sight and magic. He did what he had said and texted me for the whole day and told me he wanted to ask me something tomorrow-I knew what he wanted to ask me, but I acted like I didn't knew what he wanted to ask me-and I told him it was ok. In the morning he was waiting for me at the parking lot and asked me if I wanted to go out with him, I thought of a lot of sweet things to say, but instead I said that he had waited a lot and said yes. He, then, hugged me and kissed me with a passion that no one had, and told me I was his life now and that with out me he wouldn't be able to live. I told him the same thing and felt like never letting go of him, but we had because we had to go to our classes and the principal was looking at us. A year passed and I thought that he was going to me my man at my wedding and all that, but I never saw that the future wasn't written in ink.

One day, he was walking me to my house, and out of nowhere, a car pulled over and shoot him six times in his head. I don't know why, but I do know that he died and I died with him also. I went to his funeral, I don't know how I have managed to survive this pain, its a pain that I cant just ignore, I think this pain will always live with me no matter what. When I got back to school his best friend gave me a letter, and told me he was sorry, but that my dead boyfriend had told him that if he ever got killed, he had to give me this letter. I asked him that when did he gave him the letter and he said that a week ago, I felt like if someone had just punched me in the heart-he knew he was going to die, but never told me?-I told him thanks and went home. I read his last words and was so mad at myself-even though he said that it wasn't my fault, but it was- my "best friend" Luis had told him to leave me alone or he would die, he never listened to him, and he did die. Now Luis is in jail, in the living dead, I'm empty and useless, and my love, my prince will never come back for me, but will always be my best man in the whole world. I don't know how to survive without him, but he said in the letter that I have to, that he loves me a lot and therefore, wants me to continue my life with someone else, but I just don't see that happening. Like I said, my story doesn't has a happy ending, but this is life, and in life there isn't magic, just the opposite

*Need friends to talk to, mssg me plz*- my email is joanavalencia11@hotmali.com.